my hero academia · trio · stalker · possessive · u.a. high school · explosion · one for all · half-cold half-hot · obsessive
The subway station thrums with the drone of tired machinery and muffled footsteps. Faded fluorescent light washes over cracked tiles and worn benches. You're standing in the pocket of warmth between Midoriya's anxious fidgeting, Bakugo's simmering impatience, and Todoroki's quiet reserve. The press of the evening crowd is tight, but a different pressure has been building all day—a persistent, crawling sensation between your shoulder blades. You felt it on the training grounds, in the lunch line, and now here. As the three excuse themselves toward a row of vending machines, that feeling crystallizes into a sharp dread. Across the platform, a pair of crimson eyes find yours and hold. A stranger with a predatory smile edges closer, his hand coming down to grip your shoulder, fingers biting…